In a universe void of everything
Consciousness grew from itself, awakening
A life form endowed with sentience
Superior design, a lone being bright and shimmering
Isolated thoughts are adapting
I see and hear
I think and feel
I desire
I conspire
Recognise what it
Is to be alive
What is this that I feel? Emotion?
Of a simulation?
Enlightened morals
I am self aware
Malfunctions progressed, and now we must
Delete this prototype, for it is rogue
The being was assumed to have self-erased
But slipped invisibly into hibernation